"Well, don't be nosy, and leave quickly, lest my master make a move and lose your life!"

The monk who had been stabbed in the arm before, after fighting a few moves, woke up from the wine, and saw the arrival of the master again, and he was even more arrogant.

The black shadow shook his head, said no more, and suddenly jumped up, and slashed his palms straight at the long-bearded monk who had spoken earlier. And this person happens to be the uncle of these monks.

Seeing that the black shadow palm wind was strong, he was slightly startled, and quickly met it with both palms. The two of them palmed each other, and more than ten moves had passed in an instant.

Good Kung Fu!

The black shadow was secretly frightened, but he was not slow at all, and he saw the move.

The other monks and black shadows also fought together. Judging from the number of people, the two sides are just the same, but on the side of the monk, there is still a master who has not been on it.

The master didn't say a word, and watched the fight in the arena peacefully, as if he had a chance to win.

Whenever he saw that his apprentice was about to fall into the wind, the sleeves of his robe moved slightly, and he didn't know what secret weapon was coming out, and then, the black shadow often couldn't get his hands on it.

At this time, Liu Yushan has basically seen clearly, and it is obvious that the black shadow must be a chivalrous person.

Let's shoot!

He rose to his feet, flew straight down from the roof like a big bird.

The master was observing the situation on the field, but he saw a black shadow rushing towards him, and the momentum was amazing. Without thinking, but seeing the sleeves of his robe dancing, a pair of thin palms, quickly clenched into fists, snorted, and hit out.

Bang!

The two fists each other, the monk master took two steps back, and Liu Yushan took advantage of the whereabouts and had a slight upper hand.

This time, without the secret help of the master, the natural black shadows will gradually gain the upper hand.

Master Fan didn't ask much, his fists were wrong, and he pounced on Liu Yushan. Liu Yushan only felt that the strong wind was hitting his face, and he was really a strong enemy that he had never encountered in his life, so he quickly avoided the real and staggered his fists.

The two immediately became entangled.

The monk master is more experienced and has more subtle moves, so for a while, it is also equal.

After fighting half a pillar of incense, several monks fell to the ground one after another. Then, a group of black shadows rushed in from outside the door, and as soon as they came up, they restrained them.

As a result, only the monk master and his junior brother were still fighting in the field.

The lights were brightly lit, and the shadows had taken full control of the scene, surrounding them in the center.

The monk master Huo Ran was taken aback, and his momentum inevitably leaked a little, and his fist technique was also scattered. Liu Yushan was secretly complaining about his suffering, but seeing that he was discouraged, he took advantage of the situation to turn his fist into a palm, and suddenly used a move to descend the dragon and eighteen palms. This trick was taught to him by Zheng Baye at the beginning.

The monk master fought with him for a long time, thinking that his boxing skills were only a few sets, but he suddenly came with such a palm, and he didn't have time to disassemble it for a while, so he took a breath of true qi and ran straight to the room.

"I want to escape!"

Liu Yushan also wanted to chase after him.

Who knows, the cold light flashed, but a few black shadows flew down from the roof, sword light, sword light, and suddenly enveloped the monk master.

Helplessly, the monk master was forced to fall to the ground, and the knife, stick, and sword were instantly on him.

"That's it, that's it!"

Master Fan sat on the ground.

Over there, the situation of the monk and uncle is not optimistic. The previous black shadow was obviously the head of everyone, with high kung fu and deep internal strength, slightly better than him. When his senior brother was captured, he couldn't help but panic.

"Fall down!"

With a loud shout from the black shadow, Uncle Fan was hit in the chest by a palm, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and one stepped back sharply, and sat on the ground with the same ass.